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Base Psalm 4: Gasless Dreams

I dreamed of minting
without friction,
without fear.

Of waking up
and owning my voice
with no toll to speak.

I dreamed of bridges
not walls,
of flows
not fees.

The chain whispered:
“Come as you are,
bring your art,
and leave no one behind.”

So I built
without balance.

I posted prayers
without payment.

My worth wasn’t measured
in ETH,
but in echoes.

On Base,
my dreams need no gas
just a spark.

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